Lyrics Frayser Boy

Frayser Boy

Young Niggaz

You lucky this is personal nigga...

I ain't gonna kill you ova no woman

Don't you ever in your fuckin' life bite hand that feed you nigga

Juicy J this Juicy J that

You know what I put have you niggaz

In the game you know what I'm sayin

From day one you betta check yo muthafuckin

Self nigga f**k you bitches

Cross ass no good sorry excuse For A Real Nigga!

We gettin wild in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin buck in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin crazy in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin krunk in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

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I got a ass whoopin recipe if you next to me

It can get real messy G if you testin me

Imma grown maine can't nothin earn the respect life my tone can

Young niggaz in the club sippin on some bud

Throwin chairs maine not giving a f**k

Frayser Boy all in this bitch nigga I don't give a shit

Leave bleeding breathin on the floor wit yo wig split so-uh

Sippin on this cron this time I'm not so friskay

Im bout to bust a cowards head nigga don't you tempt mae

Drunk as f**k they why I'm buck my attitude is shittay

Reppin Bay so don't you play Memphis is the citay

Take a bitch beat a bitch drama Imma handle it

Juicy J and Frayser Boy nothin is more scandalous

Have you in some bandages

When you in the poppin shot

If they pulled me out the club I buck em in the parking lot

We gettin wild in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin buck in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin crazy in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin krunk in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

Once again its yo friend mixin orange juice with gin

On the slabs shootin dice makin money choppin ends

Who dat boy who that bitch who da one I know is lame

Who da one that took my checks but in the street he down my name

Yes its real and I wanna appeal Juicy J fufill

Niggaz dreams gave them level steems whats the deal

Why yo skill is to take me out bitch I'm like a shield

Made of steel and I will kill but I'm bout this meal

Is it cash cause the fast cash got you niggaz mad

Got you ridin lookin for this pimp betta check yo nav

You gon mildew a barbecue what is stoppin you but you kno I carry a tone or

two shouldnt been robin you just forgot what me you had something I would push

the gate back you push my last button

ain nigga scared boy I ain't neva ran back down from you crossers

bitch I never can

We gettin wild in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin buck in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin crazy in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz

We gettin krunk in da club maine they can't control us young niggaz